one of these days I’ll drink again, I’ll shove my hand right down your pants,
I’ll get you naked, we’ll have a blast, then I’ll stick it in your ass
One of these days the old me will be back, that’s the day I’ll decide to try crack
I’ll be blowing lines off of a hooker’s ass, and plunging my veins with dirty smack
One of these days I’ll take a sip, and it’ll take me back to wanting to trip
I’ll drip drip drip, and wait a little while, then I’ll swill the whole damn vile
One of these days will be so boring, I’ll decide to buy a fourty,
I’ll drink it in the parking lot, and rant about bootys like sir mix a lot
Then I’ll go back in to steal a handle, of cheap whiskey, I’ll put it in my banjo case
and if they see me, I’ll spit in their face and start to run,

One of these days I’ll get so mad, I’ll go and get my own space bag
I’ll take it down to the river, and I’ll mutilate my liver
I’ll puke it all up on the tracks on my way to buy a sack,
then I’ll head back down to the bridge, and shoot the shit with the other dirty kids
One of these days this sobriety streak will end, I’ll call up all my bad fun friends
I’ll say sorry for leaving you hanging, but now my cares are vacant
So lets get fucked up, and lets fuck shit up, lets not give a fuck, I don’t give a fuck
One of these days, I’ll self medicate, I’ll no longer hesitate
I’ll say exactly what’s on my mind, at all of the wrong times

One of these day’s I’ll get drunk, I’ll pop a squat with the crusty punks
I’ll beg for change, to pitch for booze, I’ll pillage, rape, steal, and loot
One of these days I’ll smash my guitar, when I’m black out drunk,
I’ll see how far I can throw it off a parking garage, and then I’ll try to fight the cops
I’ll try to stab them in the dick, with my broken guitar neck
and if I can get my hands on their gun, I’ll shoot em dead, then again just for fun
One of these days I’m going to rage, like a pitbull that’s broke out of it’s cage
powered purely by primal passion, foaming at the mouth in rabid fashion
chasing the mailman, and killing cats, I’ll be the beligerant version of that.
And if any one dare try to stop me, then they will get cold cocked by me

One of these days I’m going to forget, why it is I stopped getting shit faced
and purposely misplace my conscience for a while
I’ll hop a train to new Orleans, where I’ll become a dirty fiend,
I’ll live for immediate pleasures, without caring weather or not
the consequences are worth the reward, It makes for a hard life
though its hard to be bored,
when you don’t even have time
to find time sleep, when you don’t even have time to remind yourself to eat
one of these days I’m going to do all these things, and I’m sure it will remind me
why sobriety is the right choice for me.